Chapter Ten
Severin
I’ve never been affected by a woman like this one.
I’ve fought this connection all day. For fuck sake I have Rizzo’s whole army out in the snow storm hunting me down, and all I can think about is how much I want to taste her.
Call me shallow. Call me a hound dog, but something about seeing her so happy about decorating a Chrismtas tree gets to me.
Now she is staring at me with those big doe eyes, thank you written all over her face.
I take a deep breath for a few seconds trying to calm down my throbbing dick. I’ve always been a grumpy and moody fucker since my brother was killed, but it only took a day with Maggie to make me soften.
Rolling my shoulder, I shrug off the bad thoughts and press her body closer to mine.
Her body shivers with want. I walk backwards until the couch touches the back of my legs.
I plop down on the couch with her in my arms and pull her close.
Our bodies mold together perfectly as I sift my hands under her shirt to touch her skin.
Her warmth seeps into my bones immediately, and I want more of her touching me.
I attempt to pull her shirt off of her, but she swats my hand away and pulls it off herself.
She likes to be in charge… Well, we’ll just have to see how far I can push her boundaries because I’m the one who’s in control. I let her pull my shirt over my head before allowing my hair fall to the side in a curled mess.
She smiles when she sees it, and runs her fingers through it. “Aren’t you mafia men supposed to keep your hair high and tight?”
I chuckle, pulling her against my chest and fisting her hair. “I think you have me confused with a military man.” I nip at her bottom lip, and she moans, melting against me.
Licking her lips, she opens for me, and I press her mouth against mine.
She tries to mumble something as I devour her lips, but I just press her harder against me and grind my erection into her.
She trails her nails along my bare chest with each stroke of my tongue into her mouth until she reaches my naval hair.
This pulls me from my haze. I have to stop this.
She needs to know I don’t have time for a relationship.
This can’t be anything more than a quick fuck, and she fucking deserves better than that.
I suck in a breath as I release her mouth and look at her. “Stop. We have to stop.” A frown forms on her face, and I instantly regret my words. I don’t want to stop, but we have to. I can’t hurt her more than I already have. Squeezing my eyes shut, I murmur, “I don’t want to hurt you, Maggie.”
She sighs, lifting my chin to look at her. “I’m not looking for forever here, Severin, I just want you to fuck me.”
My jaw ticks as I stare at her. Is she serious?
Could this really be that easy? Deciding not to let the opportunity pass me by, I lift her and roll so my body lies on top of hers.
I grind my cock into her pussy hard, and she moans my name, meeting my hips at every ridge while she pushes herself against me.
I’m not going to last long at all if she continues to maul me.
I love it when my women mark me, and she is no different.
But I want to savor this time with her, so she will need to be restrained.
I lift my gaze toward the Christmas decorations near us and spot some garland hanging out of the box. That will work perfectly for what I need. I grab the end of a line of red garland and pin her wrist above her head before quickly wrapping the playful rope around them.
She squirms under me, looking at me with venom in her eyes. “What the hell are you doing?” She jerks her hips, attempting to buck me off of her.
I smirk at her before trailing soft kisses down her cheek to her neck.
“Restraining you. You can’t be trusted not to scratch me to high heaven.
As much as I will love the scars you give me, I also won’t last very long if you keep doing it.
” I nip at her ear, and she moans, hands seeking my naked chest.
“And what if I don’t like to be tied up?” she growls, and it’s kinda cute if I’m being honest.
I move my body to the side of hers and slowly slip my hand into the front of her jeans. My eyes stay locked on hers, so I can see when she doesn’t like something. Her scowl unfurrows as I dip my middle finger between her folds and lightly touch her clit. She is soaking wet.
I smirk. “Seems to me that you like it just fine, Reindeer.”
She attempts to buck off the couch again, but it just drives my finger deeper inside her. Her pelvic thrusts fizzle out with a moan. “Fuck, okay, okay. I do like it, but you'd better play fucking nice. I don’t want to be teased all night.”
“What do you mean, teased?” I whisper against her skin. I love a good teasing, but I don’t plan on edging her tonight.
She looks away. “Nothing.”
I remove my hand from her pants and grip her lightly around the throat. “It’s not nothing, Reindeer. If this is something that bothers you, then I need to know.”
She stares at me for a moment as if deciding if I’m worth telling or not, then she sighs. “It’s not a big deal. I just used to have this ex that would tie me up and edge me for hours for punishment, never letting me get release when I pissed him off.”
“That’s not nothing, Maggie. Say the word blue if you need me to stop. You deserve a say in how things play out just as much as I do.”
Once she nods in understanding, I trail my lips along her chest to her nipple, pulling it between my teeth. Maggie cries out, pulling at her restraints. I lick and swirl my tongue around her nipple until she is nearly begging me to give her more.
I slide off the side of the couch, letting my knees hit the floor, before dragging her legs over my shoulders and slipping my hands under her ass. “I’m going to take these off now. That okay with you, Reindeer?”
She silently nods before raising her ass to help me pull off her pants.
I toss them over my head and look at the prize I’ve just unwrapped.
Her sweet, soaking wet cunt stares back at me, and my mouth waters in response.
I angle my head and lap at her clit, tugging it between my teeth and teasing it with my tongue.
She arches off the couch, back bowing as her pussy aching to be claimed by something, anything to take the edge off.
I stick two fingers inside her and suck hard on her clit.
One lick, two licks, and she nearly combusts around me.
Her moans are loud as I rub against her sweet spot inside and suck her clit.
My cock aches in my pants, begging to be released, but I refuse to let him out just yet. Right now is for her pleasure, and I intend to get at least one orgasm from her before I have my fun.
I look around the room for something else I can play with and find the peppermint spoon she has been sucking on most of the day, in her hot cocoa cup. Peppermint flavored pussy in the winter sounds heavenly.
A wicked grin spreads over my lips before I grab and stick it into my mouth. “Mmm.” I hum as I let the flavor take over. She looks at me through her legs and tilts her head in question. “This is going to taste wonderful coming out of your pussy.”
“What do you mean? You’re not sticking that thing inside of me—”
Her words are cut off when I lick it one last time and press it between her legs, sinking my mouth on her clit once more.
I release her pussy and smirk. “You were saying?”
She lets out a huff and rolls her eyes. But she doesn’t say a word, so I return to work, licking and playing with her pussy like it’s my winter job.
Fuck. This really does make her taste like peppermint, and the mix between the two scents has me high.
Maggie whimpers as her legs begin to tighten around my head, and I move faster. “That’s it, Reindeer. Come all over my tongue.”
She cries out, legs shaking as her pussy tightens around the peppermint spoon. Then I press it against her lips and she opens, dragging it inside. Fuck, the way she sucks stuff into her mouth would bring me to my knees if I weren’t already on them.
I yank it from her mouth with a plop sound and toss it to the table beside the couch before standing.. My cock can’t take the restraint anymore. Maggie trails her eyes along my naked torso until she gets to where my hands work the button of my jeans. She licks her lips in anticipation.
I can’t help but grin. “Do you like what you see?”
Her cheeks grow pink when I catch her ogling, and she bites her lip. “Maybe.”
I raise my brow. “Just, maybe? We’ll have to see about that.”
When I unzip my pants and spring my cock free, her mouth falls open. “Jesus Christ.” I hear her whisper under her breath, and I hold back the laugh wanting to escape.
Fisting my cock, I watch her until she makes eye contact with me briefly. “Are you ready?” I ask, eyeing her until she nods, positioning herself so she can watch me push inside her. “That’s a good girl. Look how well you can take me.”
Pushing the head of my cock into her pussy, I groan as she squirms against me. I inch further inside her and growl lowly. Fuck she’s tight. I’m glad I already got her off because there is no way I’ll be lasting long.
“I’m so full already, Severin,” she whines as I slide a little more inside.
“You can take all of me, I promise. Just watch.” I decide to quit savoring the feeling and slam fully inside of her.
She cries out, gripping the couch behind her head in a death grip as I clasp her jaw, cupping her cheek.
“Shhhhhh. Hey, you’re okay. I’ve got you.
” I sift my fingers through the back of her hair and shove her mouth to mine, tasting the peppermint on her lips.
Slowly, I glide out to the tip and thrust back inside, keeping the same tempo.
I want her to get used to my length before I start to move.
Once I feel her relax around me, I gaze into her eyes before leaving her wet pussy and slamming in.
She cries out, back arched as her pussy spasms around me.
I do it again. This time, I wrap my hand around her throat and squeeze slightly.
Her heart slams against her chest, and her breath gets caught in her throat with every thrust. She wants to moan so loud, and I want her sounds all to myself.
“Come for me, Reindeer. Moan my name,” I growl, picking up my pace. I can feel her walls closing in around me. She’s close.
“Severin!” she cries out as her back arches off the couch. Her pussy tightens beyond belief, and then her body goes lax. I continue to thrust in and out of her.
I've fucked her practically to sleep as her head lolls to the side and her breasts bounce with each thrust. Soon, my spine tingles and pleasure rises as my orgasm nears.
Right at the last second, I yank out of her and coat her stomach in my cum. “Fuck,” I howl as the orgasm has my knees shaking. I squeeze out the last bit of my cum onto her stomach and rub it across her skin. I move my cum over her body, twirling it around her breast until she glances at me.
“What are you doing?” she mumbles.
“I’m marking what’s mine.” I kiss her lips before getting onto the couch with her and tugging the covers over both of us.